According to our map, we are now entering ‘Lust’. I’m pretty sure that must be a misprint though and that it should read ‘Gust’- there are some extremely powerful cartoon winds attempting to lift us off the ground and swirl us in the eddies of tornadoes and jet streams.

Luckily, being an old sea dog, I can easily withstand a typhoon or two and the goat butler can butt his way onwards through the gales. Frank is hibernating under my headwear while Hettie and Banks appear impervious as the wind blows on.

So on through the next gate! I think we’ll sit ourselves down for a nice picnic once we get there… It’s ages since we last had a bite to eat.


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